You have Bill, who wears his hair long and has a gang earring and dragonhide boots and is just ultimately the cool rebel. You have Charlie, you works with fucking dragons! You have Fred and George, who everyone loves for being the niche ilia twins. You have Ron, who’s Harry Potter’s best friend! And you have Ginny, who’s the youngest child and the only daughter so of course everyone adores her.
And then you have Percy.
Percy, the boy who desperately tried to follow the rules and get good grades to make his parents happy.
Percy, who was made both Prefect and Head Boy but every time he brought these accomplishments up his siblings mocked him. The “Oh, are you a Prefect, Percy?” scene and the scenes where they bewitched his badges to say Pinhead and Bighead Boy come to mind.
Percy, who followed in his father’s footsteps and worked at the Ministry.
Percy, whose boss couldn’t even remember his name. Seriously, when I was a kid, I always laughed at the “Wetherby” scene, but now it’s just devastating.
Percy, who worked hard and kept getting promoted.
Percy, whose family disregarded his promotions as Fudge wanting to use him as a spy for the family.
Percy, who’s so upset he ends up breaking ties with his family.
Percy, who might have been misguided but he still did what he thought was right and what he thought would make his family proud…until he realized that his family would never be proud of him…
I have many Percy Weasley feels, okay?
Even though Arthur was right and Fudge had just promoted Percy to use him to spy on the family, what Percy really heard was “You’re not good enough to get promoted on your own merit.” No wonder Percy flipped.
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